Money Makes The World Go Round....

And that is the crux of the matter.

Clearly, my sporadicness in both my blog and other places I frequent has been noticed. I am dealing with some financial struggles. For the past week I have been trying to gather up a couple hundred dollars to help out my sister, who is in dire need of the cash. This year has hit her hard, and unlike me, she has a family and dozens of bills and a vehicle and all those things that prey on one's wallet.

This is why I advocate a more simple existence. Really, who needs the worry and fuss of all that stuff if you don't have to have it? I've been called immature and irresponsible for not wanting to bravely forge my way in the world, but come on. Do we really need to add stress related illness to my long list of medical woes? I think not. I'm nto avoiding responsibility, I'm avoiding stress. It's a preemptive measure.

My sister and I are close. despite our ten year age gap, she is my best friend. She's the only person who ever climbed out of a shuttle bus window for me - not an easy task. It's a long story, involving a Bryan Adams concert, lots of drinking, a scary migrant worker and a locked shuttle bus. We'll save it for another day.

So off I go, into the Big Bad World - or close enough - to scrape together money. And what a hassle it is! I only have so much to sell, after all. And now that I've depleted my fancy perfume oil stash and my fancy bath product stash, I'm stumped. I could sell my old autographed Star Trek photos, but really, how many people will buy autographed pictures of Wil Wheaton these days?

I maintain we go back to the old system of bartering. Along with that whole 'we take care of our sick and crippled' thing, that was a good one. ;)

One of these days, I'm going to fuck off and go be a hermit.

Making Money While Sitting On My Ass

Disability services here are a joke. After a year of fighting with them, I gave up. I had no desire to hire a lawyer and engage in some court drama of epic proportions for a hundred or so bucks a month. It just wasn't worth it.

So that begs the question: what does a gimp in the middle of nowhere do for money?

I, like so many others, have turned to the internet. As you can see by the adverts on the side of my blog, I am whoring myself to the great god of Google. Not that the great god of Google favors me much. I imagine in a year or so I should see a check. Not that this surprises me. Who really clicks those ads?

I also whore myself out to Mylot. A massive forum of whackiness and insanity, full of every flavor of humanity to ever crawl the surface of this earth. From blithering idiots to erudite intellectuals, you'll find them all posting and chatting for a few bucks a day. But it pays off, I make about fifty extra dollars a month there. And here's where I whore myself to you: http://www.mylot.com/?ref=misskatonic . As with everything, I get rewards for referrals. It's like some great pyramid scheme that actually works. Who would have thought?

Agloco is something I'm also looking into. Paid for surfing the net? I'm constantly online, so I may as well. It goes live later this month, and I am waiting with bated breath. Only not, I'll most likely have forgotten all about it by that point. I have the attention span of a brain damaged gnat.

Only in this day and age can we possibly be paid for being lazy sods. I will readily admit I am a lazy sod, and I have little desire to slave away at some back breaking job for minimum wage. But I figure I worked my ass off since I was fourteen years old. I can afford to be a lazy sod for a bit.

All hail the internet age!